After the sea king wears into the ancient abuse text

Rory took him into a small residential building.

The exterior wall of the residential building has a retro appearance, and the interior of the building should have been renovated and is quite clean.

In the modern business district where every inch of land is expensive, there is no quietness.

The house Xie Qi rented was on the third floor, and the designer Wen Ling, his landlord, lived on the fourth floor.

Wen Ling waited for them in front of the room.

The designer has peach blossom eyes, high spirits, fancy clothes, like a kaleidoscope.

The hair is highlighted with a few strands of light blue, messy but not messy.

It belongs to a kind of good-looking that goes its own way.

He led Xie Qi and the others into the room.

The moment the light was turned on, the whole room seemed to be floating with a layer of flowing water waves, full of cloud shadows.

Every piece of furniture is covered by a dust-proof cloth, and each cloth is printed with a picture, and the arrangement is patchwork.

From the living room to the bedroom, red and yellow gradually turn to blue and purple, and the mist is hazy.

"Monet." Xie Qi grunted.

"I like water lilies." Wen Ling stood behind him.

Xie Qi glanced at him sideways: "It's not like your style."

"It really suits you."

Wen Ling was not angry, but nodded happily, and began to remove the dust cover.

The room was already cleaned quite cleanly, and the three of them cleaned it up quickly.

The furniture is mainly made of rattan and solid wood, which is quite simple.

It's a very compact apartment, with one kitchen, one bathroom, one bedroom and one living room. It seems to be about 60 square meters.

[-] yuan for four months, which is a completely unique low price in this area.

Wen Ling is really quite generous.

He even invited him with great interest:

"I prepared some potted plants for you, do you want to go upstairs and have a look?"

Xie Qi gladly accepted the invitation.

Entering the door is a huge paper sculpture.Looking further inside, exaggerated decorations are everywhere, gradually spreading to the ceiling.

There is also a huge rattan flower basket in the corner of the living room.

It had to be said that this was more like Wen Ling's residence than the room filled with water lilies downstairs.

Wen Ling made coffee for Rory and served him tea.

Green and clear, very bitter taste.

"I only have this kind of tea at home," Wen Ling noticed his expression, "Do you want to replace it with water?"

"No, it's fine."

Xie Qi likes tea, and there are almost no restrictions on the varieties.

As soon as he finished speaking, another glass of lemonade was placed in front of him.

It was Rory who deftly made him another glass.

"Just treat this as your own home," Wen Ling sat beside him, and gave Rory a sideways look, "Just like him."

He just bought that lemon this afternoon, and Rory showed him his courteousness when he turned around.

Rory didn't care, just shrugged: "I'll go and bring the potted plants over."

He has no restraint as a guest here at Wen Ling.

"Have you known each other for a long time?"

"Our mother is an old friend, but I returned to China earlier." Wen Ling turned his head to look at him, "Today I finally know who Rory is busy with lately - no wonder he is so caring."

The tone is very familiar.

The obvious compliment was a bit deliberate.

Xie Qi accepted it calmly, only returned him a small smile, and there was no disturbance.

Looks like he's used to being complimented.

Wen Ling thought to himself.

But this person in front of him does have the capital to be praised.

Just as he was thinking, a cup of tea was suddenly handed to his eyes.

"Replace wine with tea," said Xie Qiqingling's brows and eyes after the steam, "Thank you."

He didn't say why, but the two knew each other well.

The price of this lot is doing charity.

Maybe Wen Ling didn't care about these things, and Xie Qi in his previous life could also not care about these little money, but he can't now.

Wen Ling clinked glasses with him:

"It's late now, you can stay in this room if you want."

"And me?"

It happened that Rory came out with a potted plant.

"You? Well, for Aunt Luo's sake, you can live here too."

Wen Ling pouted.

He knew Rory's house was not far away.

It was Sima Zhao's heart.

"I don't need it, I—"

In fact, Xie Qi doesn't like to spend the night in other people's homes.

He has a subtle obsession with space and likes to sleep where he feels in control.

The bell rang untimely.

The two big characters Shao Lian suddenly appeared on the screen.

The potted plant in Rory's hand next to him was placed on the table, making a muffled sound.

The atmosphere froze.

"Sorry, I'll go to the balcony to answer the phone."

Xie Qi was stunned for a moment, got up and left the living room gracefully.

"His boyfriend's phone number?" Wen Ling muttered, looking at Rory with delicate eyes, "Your behavior just now made me think he is single now."

"To be precise, it's the boyfriend who is about to break up." Rory sat on the sofa, "If you know what Shao Lian did to him, then you will understand me."

"That's a matter between them. It's not a good idea for you to intervene rashly."

"He was forced to retire by his boyfriend, just for the future of his boyfriend's lover."

"What?" Wen Ling choked, "Why hasn't he broken up yet?"

Balcony, heavy dew late at night.

"Hey?"

Xie Qi pretended to be sleepy, hiding his reluctance in his vague voice.

"Hurry up and send the inspection form in the cabinet to the hospital—"

It was the first time he heard Shao Lian's voice so eager.

It's a pity that it's for others.

"I'm not there." Xie Qi's voice suddenly became cold, and the pretend sleepiness disappeared.

He no longer calls that place "home."

But Shao Lian had no time to take care of it, he just felt angry:

"Didn't I let you go back by yourself at night?"

"Did you forget?" Xie Qi closed his eyes and said softly, "What did you say to me a few days ago?"

These words interrupted Shao Lian's thoughts, causing him to ignore the matter in front of him for a moment and start to recall.

The memory was fruitless, he only paused for a moment, then said impatiently:

"How do I remember what happened so long ago?"

"You said," Xie Qi's voice became softer, but he bit each word quite clearly, "You want me to leave the key and get out alone. Don't come back if you have the guts."

"I," Shao Lian seemed to be stuck, but he was confident again, "Didn't I tell you to go back?"

"I don't have the key."

Xie Qi fell to the ground, feeling the complete silence around him:

"Go back and get it yourself."

"You really left the key?" Shao Lian couldn't believe it.

He still remembered Xie Qi's appearance when he gave Xie Qi the key out of mercy.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that I was overjoyed.

There was even some water vapor in those obedient eyes, and they stared at him without blinking.

Like I can't get enough of it.

That night was the most tender night for the two of them.

Xie Qi was already very obedient, but that day he was even more willing to ask for anything.

Her beautiful eyes were stuck to her body, wet, and she couldn't bear to move them away.

He even, quite naively, tied a little red ring around the key, saying it would never be lost.

Shao Lian thought it was funny. If he lost the key, he would lose it, and if he couldn't get another one, he would have to.

Only Xie Qi kept the key with great care.

The next day Shao Lian caught a glimpse of him copying and practicing calligraphy, and writing his favorite poems.

"The days of the past have slowed down...the keys are beautiful and beautiful."

He always loves such old-fashioned things, and he is timid and will not come to trouble. When there are too many people around, he becomes quiet like a mushroom.

Calling Shao Lian is very annoying.

But the way he writes seriously is really not very attractive.

Whether he brought him home because he liked his quiet and shy appearance, Shao Lian himself was not sure - Xie Qi was the only one who didn't look like Xu Chi.

The only thing Shao Lian is sure of is that he enjoys breaking this tranquility.

So Xie Qi's poems could not be finished transcribing that day.

He pushed away the pen and paper, hugged Xie Qi, and interrupted him despite the rejection of the person in his arms.

A word "you" was crooked, drawing a long black line on the white paper.

This poem left a hasty unfinished sign.

"Didn't you tell me to be obedient?"

Xie Qi was lying on the balcony railing, grabbing the leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree outside the window.

This time Shao Lian could hear the coldness in his voice.

It seems that there is still a little... impatience, no, it is impossible.

He wouldn't talk to himself like that.

Shao Lian thought about it, but asked in a strange way:

"What about the poem you didn't finish transcribing the day after I gave you the key?"

"Ok?"

There was an extremely light question, without thinking, as if he was very unfamiliar with his words.

"Oh, lost."

Xie Qi thought for a while, then slowly spit out a few words.

Fortunately, I did not forget.

These words suddenly appeared in Shao Lian's mind.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought this way, as if he had never thought about it carefully, why those few short moments related to Xie Qi were all clearly visible in his mind, as clear as yesterday.

Also, Xie Qi is such a serious person, he will definitely throw away the unwritten poems and rewrite them.

"It's okay, I'll hang up first."

"and many more--"

He blurted out.

"What else?"

Xie Qi pulled the branch in front of him, and the leaves shook rustlingly.

This sentence is obviously impatience.

It seems that he doesn't take Shao Lian to heart at all.

But Shaolian acted as if he didn't notice it, and hurriedly said:

"You—there's an art exhibition on the weekend, and you—"

"No." Xie Qi said firmly.

There are too many art exhibitions, but there are not many people who hate it. If you can see it, you will see it.

Shao Lian should die too.

He had never been contradicted and disobeyed by Yuan Body before, and he probably wouldn't bother to continue talking.

After all, Xu Chi was still waiting for him in the ward.

"That exhibition is very important."

Unexpectedly, Shao Lian lowered his voice and patiently explained:

"It's good for you to get in touch with someone... I'll take you there, and I'll let you know about the match, okay?"

In fact, this art exhibition was organized by him for Xu Chi, and the protagonist was also Xu Chi.

Originally, he didn't think about Xie Qi... Xu Chi probably wouldn't mind if he took Xie Qi to meet the seniors.

Art exhibition?

Xie Qi stopped pulling Ye Zi.

I don't think this scene ever happened.

However, it is written in the book that Shao Lian held many art exhibitions for Xu Chi.

...It wouldn't be what he thought, would it?

Regardless of him, going is also making things difficult for himself.

He took advantage of the situation and acted, which was just a whim.

But the other party has a white moonlight in his heart, and he still dictates to him all the time, and there is no change in the slightest.

He pretended to be pitiful, but didn't see the desired result, so he didn't want to continue.

——He was just playing tricks, not really a doormat.

Picking a day is worse than hitting the day.

It's better to end like this.

"They... The Yu family has a great influence overseas..."

The person on the other end of the phone somehow started talking nonsense.

Gee.

Wait, the Yu family?

There is only one Yu family in the book.

"it is good."

Xie Qi withdrew his hands from playing with Ye Zi and leaned against the railing.

The moon and stars are rare, not hazy like a rainy night.

The author has something to say: I love you~

I forgot to apply for the list. It will probably be updated to about [-] words this week, and the daily update will basically resume next week.

The poems in this chapter come from Mu Xin's "Once Upon a Time".

I'm going to change the name of the article to copywriting orz is thinking.

感谢在2021-07-1020:35:04~2021-07-1900:44:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Yuning; 1 bottle of Xuzhi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!